2011年6月13日星期一

Rice Gurel

At that time, he often entertainment, almost every day is ten YiErDian arrived home. But no matter how late he go home, she is cheerfully opens the door: back again, and drink bowl! At the dining table, a bowl of porridge is transpiration hot air. He sat down with a fork, DeBian slowly stir edge drink. Porridge a little thin, but just thirst; Just a little hot, warm stomach; And from the depths of the rice smell, always let him feel sat in the spring in the field... A bowl of porridge after drinking, his intestines and stomach feel particularly neatly-pressed particularly comfortable. Next, he can enjoy a sleep...

And since when, he began to neglect the bowl? In the knowledge about it after o rainbow.  coach kristin tote

The rainbow, is a special girl, a short while calm in a moment a warm fire is like a moment like a moment like frost namby-pamby cold...... O in the bosom of the rainbow, he completely lost themselves, can't think up the way home.

In order to o, he asked her to rainbow put forward a divorce. She was immediately was shocked, then embrace him, tears fell down like rain: please, don't leave me! And he just bored, open her: get a divorce, I like the others...

Marriage, finally leave, he can MingZhengYan the rainbow together, and.......

The first day was really happy, they go bar-hopping sing together, or go places together... And, together, he felt the rainbow myself back in the youth are young, the whole body is full of vitality. But his happiness, not for long.

That one night, from the bar, he was back here soon feel pain in the stomach to endure. He struggled up, find out the stomach medicine served it, But pain, such as the waves still rise and fall. He remembered before, whenever stomach, she always will give him carry to come to a bowl of hot rice gruel, let him drink;  coach leather

And his stomach, indeed as expected at have a bowl of porridge, safe and sound. And so, he pushed side sleeping rainbow: wake up, o my stomach, help me to burn a bowl of porridge. The rainbow, turned over a body, have no reason he, he continues to push: come on! But suddenly, rainbow sat up: you are too boring ah, stomach to find our own way, how old let others a perfect nuisance? Then the rainbow, angrily took the quilt, next door to the study of sleep. Leave him alone in the bed, stomach, heart hurt more......

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